Toads (Philip Larkin Poem)
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And ...
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And ...
He'll be pleased if I phone to ask him how he is. It will make me look considerate and he ...
in the shadow of the flower is the sting the bee driven by need uses its painful gift to keep ...
If we need to more fully understand the words of the scripture if we are to believe we can trust ...
A Quack, to no true Skill in Physick bred, With frequent Visits cursed his Patient's Bed; Enquiring, how he did ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
We're going to miss you little girl, you leave an aching space way out of all proportion to your size. ...
The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages; A day to childhood seems a year, And years ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
(Phillipians, iv.11) Fierce passions discompose the mind, As tempests vex the sea, But calm, content and peace we find, When, ...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
AS I gaed up by yon gate-end, When day was waxin' weary, Wha did I meet come down the street, ...
ALL villain as I am-a damn?d wretch, A hardened, stubborn, unrepenting villain, Still my heart melts at human wretchedness; And ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Come on in and stay a while I'll photograph you emerging from the revolving door like Frank O'Hara dating the ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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